Wednesday, June 11, 2014

You know when youfinally (and I do mean finally) get in a groove where you feel like you are your old self, where you crave being outdoors, in nature, and being active? Why is it that that's when nature decides to pee on your parade??

No really, mother nature peed on my parade. i.e. It has rained for like two weeks. And I have been sitting like a lump of lard since then. Albeit, that would be my fault entirely. I could have been doing something active. I just didn't. Even dancing naked around my apartment would have been better than what I did the last two weeks. Not that I dance naked around my apartment.

No really. I don't. All it would take is one glimpse at myself in the mirror and I would a) sob violently while questioning my life choices, b) re-inact the truffle shuffle scene from the Goonies, or c) make me go catatonic for at least 2 hours.

But really, I just took the garbage out to the dumpster and my legs said, "Dude. This is the most we have done in two weeks! What the hell??? Go run around the block. No? Okay - do 10 flights of stairs at least. AH! DO SOMETHING!!!"
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We all know how hard and torturous weight loss can be right? Kind of like..... climbing out of a pit of lard. Here, I will document my trials and tribulations of my weight loss process in all of its gory detail. From diet to exercise to how I'm treated by people in the world. I'll explore my mental blocks and what I did to overcome them. And yes, I may post pictures from time to time. THAT is how committed I am. So let's go!